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Chapter 11

A/N: I'm really going to try to type and post the second chapter after work, but I have a decent sized one for you this morning. I didn't proof read either. This chapter contains abuse to an animal. Enjoy.

Chapter 11:

Sitting on her silver chair waiting for her next challenge wearing her wired head cap on her shaved head. Eleven was quite offended that the questioned a simple soda can. That was one challenge she's been doing she was 4, but she didn't tell Papa that.

The three scientist watching from above were intrigued when two scientist walked in rolling a tray table with a cage on it. The cage held a small mouse. The mouse was burrowing under the endless amount of bedding, as if it knew what was happening.
Eleven never seen a mouse before. Her Ten year old mind was curious of the small and white creature with big eyes. Eleven never seen any animals before. She just thought the humans existed in the world.

“Eleven, pay attention-”, once the brown eyes met blue, papa continued, “I want you to kill the rat. You're strong.”

Eleven's eyes nearly popped out of her socket. She couldn't believe what papa's request. What had the mouse done to deserve such request? The little girl wanted to disobey, she really did, but the fear of isolation again or another beating struck her with fear.

She knew what she had to do. She stared at the small creature that was currently shoving so much food into its mouth. The mouse froze, the food poured from the mouth and it started squeaking in pain. It tried to escape, it was hurting. Eleven could feel tears start to come from the innocent’s pleas. Eventually the mouse just stopped and fell to the bottom of the cage.

The room burst with applaud for the little girl who successfully killed a mouse. A mouse was just the first step. They had a long list of animals to be euthanized. This test proved how strong and power the 4’5” child was.

“Good job, Eleven. You'll get a treat later.”

Eleven took of her wired head piece and couldn't help but smile a bit. She made her papa happy. That made her happy. Papa leaned down with a cloth napkin and wiped the running blood from her nose gently.

Then led the little girl out of the room and down to her room. Papa dropped her off, promising to bring her back a treat. Eleven sat of her bed like a robot. Remorse was hitting the child, she was a murder. She would never be able to look at another mouse again.

Eleven was brought food that night. It wasn't anything to extravagant because papa says anything yummy is bad for you. It was a simple mush, oatmeal, carrots, spinach, and blue berries. Eleven hated the taste, but being her only meal, she devoured the food.

What Eleven didn't  have planned was she was given another present. She thought the food was as lucky as she would get. Her papa gave her another toy, a stuffed cat.

“I want you to have this. His name is Frank. Frank had been very naughty, like the rat.”

Eleven had no idea what her papa was talking about. She was more interested in the white stuffed toy she was given. She couldn't believe the generosity of Papa.

“Go to sleep, Eleven, tomorrow will also be a long day for you. We want you nice and strong for our new guest tomorrow.”

Eleven nodded as the scientist left and she turned to her side on her cot. She wished she didn't have to perform for more people tomorrow. She really really hope she didn't have to see another mouse. She didn't want to be a murder. Eleven wanted to be a normal girl. She wanted pretty hair and to wear a pretty dress. Papa always told her she was ugly, that pretty isn't something she should be concerned about, but she was really concerned.

Sleep overcame the child as she held the stuff cat close.